âWe met before, Xinxin. Donât you remember?â Little Qing Ling still had a warm smile on her face, but her tone had a taunting edge to it.
âHa, how could I forget?â Gao Xinxin scoffed. âYou fooled my brother into going to a love...â
âEat!â Gao Yang shot to his feet and rubbed at his stomach in an exaggerated manner. âHaha, Qing Ling and I havenât had breakfast. Iâm starving. Letâs get started!â
âYeah, yeah!â His father played along. âIâm hungry too. My metabolism has been quite active recently. Come on, eat!â
He then turned to shoot Gao Xinxin a glare. What do you have to be unsatisfied with when your brother has found you such a good sister-in-law? Stop throwing a tantrum!
Ding-dong.
The doorbell rang.
âIâll get that.â Gao Yang took the opportunity like a lifeline and quickly fled the battlefield.
He was surprised when he opened the door, but he put on a happy smile rather than letting it show. âAuntie Mei!â
The one standing outside the door was his motherâs old schoolmate, Zhuang Mei.
The woman in her forties had long black hair, dressed in a brown long-sleeved sweater and a pair of gray corduroy long pants. She didnât have makeup or accessory on, and she looked gentle and natural, clean in a down-to-earth way. She was holding two large bags.
Gao Yang called out over his shoulder, âMom, itâs Auntie Mei!â
Zhuang Mei had a lilting voice. She walked into the entryway and said with a smile, âIt seems Iâm not too late for your birthday celebration, Lin Yue.â
âZhuang Mei!â His mother was pleasantly surprised and hurriedly went up to welcome her. âWhy didnât you tell me beforehand that youâre visiting?â
âHmph, youâre one to talk. You didnât invite me to celebrate your fortieth birthday.â Zhuang Mei huffed with feigned anger. âThankfully, I remember.â
âAh, itâs just a birthday. I want to celebrate it simply, so I didnât invite any friends.â Gao Yangâs mother, Lin Yue, smiled. âBut I didnât expect you to remember my birthday. That makes me happy.â
âHere, my gift to you.â Zhuang Mei handed the gift in her right hand to Lin Yue before handing the bag in her left hand to Gao Yang. âTake this, Yang Yang. These are pickled mustard green and cured meat I made myself. Some free-range chicken eggs too.â
âThank you, Auntie Mei.â Gao Yang took the bag and turned to go to the kitchen. He put the food in the fridge and took a deep breath.
For some reason, Zhuang Mei always gave Gao Yang a strange feeling. He didnât sense malice or threat from her, but she unnerved him, like misfortune would be knocking on his doorstep once she showed up.
I have to use Lie Detection on her when I have the chance, but I canât just force a relevant conversation, or my intention will be too obvious, and Iâll alert her if sheâs an elite monster.
Gao Yang quickly reverted back to his mundane self and walked out of the kitchen.
Zhuang Mei and Lin Yue went to Gao Yangâs grandmotherâs room. Zhuang Mei lit three incense sticks as tribute to the woman who had passed away.
The good friends talked about it in the room.
At the time, Lin Yue was still hospitalized for her injury. It felt like the sky had fallen when she learned that her mother-in-law had passed away, and her son had gone into a vegetative state. She didnât know how she had gotten through those days. She was lucky to have Zhuang Mei keeping her company.
Lin Yueâs eyes reddened as she talked.
Zhuang Mei patted her on the shoulder. âItâs all in the past. It must be his grandmotherâs blessing that Yang Yang woke up.â
âYeah, I believe so.â Lin Yue sighed. âIf Yang Yang had ended up suffering the same fate, Iâd...Iâd...â
Itâs your birthday today. Letâs not talk about something miserable.â Zhuang Mei changed the subject with a smile. Then she asked quietly, âHey, is that girl Yang Yangâs girlfriend?â
âYeah, they got together during summer vacation.â Lin Yueâs eyes lit up. âDonât you know a thing or two about physiognomy? What do you think about her?â
âSheâs a good girl. Sheâs pretty and has a bright future ahead of her.â Zhuang Mei smiled strangely and added, âHowever...â
âHowever?â
âSheâs likely someone with a strong personality deep down, while your son is too soft and kind-hearted. If they get married, heâs gonna be at her beck and call, just like your husband haha.â
Lin Yue paused before breaking into a smile, making to hit Zhuang Mei. âI should know youâre teasing me!â
âI know you.â Zhuang Mei chuckled. âWhile you seem gentle, youâre as stubborn as a mule.â
âEnough already. Letâs have dinner.â Lin Yue shook her head with a smile and turned to leave the room.
Back in the living room, Gao Yang and Little Qing Ling had already set the dining table. The family sat down and dug in. Gao Yangâs father was the most talkative. He always knew the right thing to say and when to urge others to speak more, and with his effort, even Gao Xinxin and Little Qing Ling were getting along better.
They enjoyed the food while chatting, the atmosphere warm and fuzzy.
Zhuang Mei talked a lot about the past she shared with Gao Yangâs mother when they were at the same school. She suddenly turned to Gao Yangâs father. âSpeaking of which, you have me to thank for your marriage, Old Gao.â
âHuh?â Gao Yangâs father was chewing on a piece of half-eaten chicken butt.
âYou donât know, do you...â
Lin Yue shot her a glare. âZhuang Mei, donât speak nonsense here.â
âHaha, but I will!â Zhuang Mei was getting excited. She turned to Gao Yang. âWhen we were going to the same school, your mother and I had a crush on the same boy.â
âWhat?!â
Gao Yangâs father was stunned. He and Lin Yue were each otherâs first love, but it turned out his wife had once had feelings for someone else.
âWhoa!â Gao Xinxin smirked, feeling a newfound admiration for her mother. âGood for you, Mom!â
Lin Yue denied it. âDonât believe her. I didnât have a crush on him. She had a crush on him.â
âAh, that so?â Gao Yangâs father sighed in relief.
Zhuang Mei laughed. âI was a naive girl who fell easily for a pretty face. Back then, there were many girls who liked him, and I did too. I wanted to make him my boyfriend, so I dragged Lin Yue to watch him play basketball every day. Soon, I became friends with him, and we became something a little more than friends...â
âAnd then?â Little Qing Ling was drawn. She had her bowl in her hand, but she had stopped eating.
âThings couldnât be more soapy then.â Zhuang Mei smiled. âHe only got close to me for Lin Yue. He knew that Lin Yue and I were best friends, so he wanted to get to Lin Yue by winning me over first.â
âHa, pig.â Gao Xinxin scoffed.
âSeconded.â Little Qing Ling agreed with Gao Xinxin in this regard.
Gao Yangâs father was worked up too. âWanna get together with my wife? Only in his dream!â
âUse your mouth to eat. Donât you feel embarrassed speaking like that?â Lin Yue shot him a glare.
âHaha, I was so heartbroken then that I held onto Lin Yue and bawled my eyes out. Not long after, the heartless boy transferred away.â
Zhuang Mei turned to Gao Yangâs father. âDo you know, Old Gao? I only learned afterward that the bastard sought out your wife before transferring away, and he confessed to her, saying that he would stay at our school as long as Lin Yue accepted her. What do you think happened?â
âMy wife rejected him, of course!â
âHa, arenât you a little too confident? He was so handsome back then.â Zhuang Mei thought back to the time with a smile. âAnd he was a smoothtalker adept at coming up with lies. He could point at a deer and call it a horse, and people would believe him. It was hard for girls to resist him.â
She paused, giving him a strange smile. âIf you donât want to hear it, I wonât tell you.â
Gao Yangâs father scowled, his heart pounding and spasming. He wanted to hear it, but he didnât dare to.
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